Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

Jedek quickly tidied himself up, placed a power axe on his waist, and followed behind the group.

"?"

Gel and Kahn stood at the entrance to the Thunderhawk.

"There are no seats left, Jedek!"

Kahn crossed his arms and looked at Jedek, who blushed instantly at the sight of the bullying.

"Come sit here, Jedek!"

When Angron's voice rang out, Gol and Kahn exchanged a glance.

'Or maybe we should just send him to Mars and make him a technical sergeant.'

Kahn said with a gloomy expression.

'Good idea.'

Ger nodded slightly.

Lu Heng handed the communication directly to Anglong without reservation. Anglong's face turned red as he looked at Gel and Kahn sitting in their seats.

'Look, Father is looking at me.'

Yes, they're looking at me!

Angron wanted to throw the two guys out.

P.S.: Third update, one more to go. Hopefully, I'll get some votes, brothers! Hopefully, I'll get some votes! (¥)

Volume 1: Chapter 53 (Fifty-two) - You, old mu!

A Thunderhawk took off from the deck of the Redemption, while several ships also took off from the Midnight Lord's side.

The wings of destiny began to flutter.

Lu Heng calculated as the seven Thunder Eagles landed on the deck of the Emperor's Holy Ship. Green mist enveloped the deck, and there was not a single person on the entire deck. Only the dripping sound of an unknown liquid echoed on the empty deck.

“Angron, perhaps leaving now is a good option.”

Conrad Coz stepped down from the Thunderhawk and gazed at Angron, where he witnessed the catastrophe.

The shadow of plague loomed over the area.

"What will we encounter, Koz?"

"I do not know."

Conrad Coates looked pale, and his words, spoken through his mask, were quite indistinct.

"Then we'll know!"

Angron raised the bolter rifle in his hand, which was very different from that of a normal Space Marine, and walked forward in silence.

"If this is a conspiracy, then break it!"

"If this is a trap, then break out of it!"

"The real fear is the unknown. I will not give up until I see my opponent."

Conrad Coz listened to Angron's words without complaint about his barbarian brother, and followed behind Angron.

The ticking sound continued on the ship. (The rest of the text appears to be random characters and symbols, possibly a corrupted or incomplete message.)

Angron saw the crew members on the ship. They were lying on the ground, swollen and festering, as if they had been injected with some kind of magic. Countless spores were growing wildly on their bodies, even climbing onto the steel on the deck. The muddy, dull feeling came from under Angron's feet.

Angron felt pain, rage, and grief.

These sounds came from the corpses on the ground.

[Fire! The corpse!]

'boom! '

Without the slightest hesitation, Angron raised the bolter in his hand and unleashed a barrage of large bolts, trusting the thing above his head!

"Redemption Guard!"

Ger and the others opened fire together. These creatures, barely surviving on the ground, had no idea that some of them would not play by the rules at all.

"Flame! I need flame!"

Angron roared, and a warhound carrying a flamethrower stepped out from the crowd, the scorching flames searing the cystic corpses on the ground.

Turn left ahead, look for a data port!

Angron ignored the corpses on the ground and proceeded according to Lu Heng's instructions. All the profaned things around him were purified by the flames!

When Angron looked at Varis, Varis shook his head slightly; he couldn't sense even a trace of psychic energy from these corpses.

A thick green fog began to spread. Angron lowered his eyes and looked towards the distant corridor, where a dense mass of figures, unlike the cysts on the ground, were unusually thin.

"Fire!"

Gel stepped forward, with his warhounds guarding Angron on either side!

The rotting corpses advanced towards the Imperial Superman, and countless explosive projectiles, like shooting stars, streaked down and slammed into the horde of corpses, creating a defensive line that pushed the rotting corpses backward.

Several sons of Angron, wielding flamethrowers, stood at the forefront of the battle line. The flames scorched the crew members who had lost their souls and consciousness. The aroma of roasting meat wafted through the small space. Angron strode forward, and the Roar of the War God landed in his hand.

【What are you doing? 】

"...I'll just hold the axe a bit and get a feel for it."

The Redemption Guards watched as Angron charged forward. They were about to follow him when Angron muttered a few words and then retreated.

"go ahead!"

Knowing he could no longer fight, Angron had no choice but to order his sons to pull the trigger all the way down.

Large numbers of corpses lay on the ground, even though they were already dead.

Severed limbs were scattered on the ground.

The guards moved forward until Angron saw the control panel.

The data synapse slid off Angron's head, the green data synapse being roughly inserted into the control panel, instantly illuminating the dark corridor.

[Navigation log, navigation log, oh, found it!]

Lu Heng searched through the data for the navigation log, and when he found it, he discovered that there were survivors on the ship.

survivor?

Lu Heng remained skeptical.

"What did you find?"

This ship arrived here seven days ago, at the very moment we set off. Its specific mission wasn't displayed on board; it was likely described verbally.

【Wait a minute... Read the group: ba5 gui】∞' sa, ⊥sisi〉—Er This ship is alive! 】

As the ship shook, Angron saw it heading towards the planet's surface.

"nail!"

Angron was in a great hurry.

Within the data, Lu Heng calmly vies for control of the ship against the creatures within it.

Why did...wisdom...the compassionate father...join...?

[I'll fucking swear to you!]

"?"

Anglong was puzzled. Why was Nail swearing?

"nail......"

Don't go looking for trouble if I didn't mean to!

"Ok!"

Anglong was satisfied.

The ship was hurtling downwards at high speed, which should have been a tense situation, but Conrad Coates noticed that Anglon had a slight smile on his face.

Conrad Coates thought he was seeing things, but when he looked closely, he realized it wasn't an illusion!

Angron is really laughing!

This was the first time Lu Heng had encountered such a strange thing. You could say it wasn't a living being, but you could never say it was a machine spirit!

Lu Heng could only refer to him as someone who hated intelligence.

Lu Heng found it slightly tricky to encounter this kind of thing for the first time, but he soon discovered that the abomination AI was trying to cram some junk data into Lu Heng's system.

[Virus! Alert!]

[Virus! Alert!]

Antivirus software has been dispatched! Antivirus software has been dispatched!

Lu Heng firmly blocked the data that exuded a strong sense of corruption, and soon the ship's machine spirit began to produce various small Angrons composed of data.

　Approximately {＝Fly-:Group∥〕：^—≌』∽¤×,□＊☆ “Roar!!!!!!!”

Angron's furious roar blared from the ship's loudspeakers, and countless eyes turned to him.

"roar......?"

Angron's face flushed slightly. He was at a loss and let out a soft roar in front of everyone.

"......"

[You son of a bitch! I'll teach you a lesson! Angron Unit-01, beat him up!]

【Roar! 】

With a loud roar, Angron knew he could no longer hide it.

"Brother, listen to me!"

"I'm sorry, everyone! My father's schizophrenia is contagious, and... so are machines."

Varis stepped forward to defend Angron.

"?"

Conrad Coz looked intently at Angron; he knew this was a little secret of the Twelfth Legion.

He calculated the time and figured Nukelia would probably send back a message soon.

Butcher's Nail, that's interesting, really interesting!

When the ship is completely stable.

[Angron, to the bridge!]

Lu Heng's resentment sent a shiver down Anglong's spine.

P.S.: The fourth chapter is late! Will there still be votes? Four chapters a day, aren't you all satisfied? I've already burned out!

Volume 1: Chapter 54 (Fifty-Three): A New Module!

Corruption, chaos, and...

It's baffling; it's a plague, a virus, something detestable.

War is pure. If it weren't for the rampant psionic energy covering it, Lu Heng should have discovered the strange existence of this ship much earlier. Although it's not too late now, the rampaging Angron data is rampaging through the ship. They roar and smash the existing muddy green data torrent. Anger, anger is still anger!

These are infuriating statistics!

This is Nurgle's scheme. It's not aimed at Angron or Conrad Coz, but at him, Butcher's Nail!

This is a blatant conspiracy!

The seed had already been planted, and it should have sprouted in the future, but Lu Heng's appearance has already caused ripples in the river of fate, and the gods have no choice but to make plans early!

He spent seven days ripening the entire world, and He spent seven hours corrupting this ship; it was all the work of fate.

The fate of QNM!

The irritating voice made Angron worry about the Butcher's Nail on his head, and he wondered whether he should remove the data synapse.

Flames flickered in the darkness behind them, as if all the rotting corpses of the entire ship had gathered there.